“My life had become so dichotomized and compartmentalized, so off the tracks that I barely understood it myself. I couldn’t tell him that Spade was Jekyll and Hyde, two men trapped inside one six-foot-three roiling meat suit. Nothing about my life was suited for picnic talk.”

“My life had become so dichotomized and compartmentalized, so off the tracks that I barely understood it myself. I couldn’t tell him that Spade was Jekyll and Hyde, two men trapped inside one six-foot-three roiling meat suit. Nothing about my life was suited for picnic talk.”

— Erika Schickel